Death is real, love is a lie

Live in a dream, sucks to be I

Crisp as a seam, tuck in my lies

Sucks to be me, worse when alive

What is a fean, what is a cry

Strut in the streets, sup with the sky

Flying on E, slip and ill die

Fantasy is real, loving my life

Ca you be me when I want to die

Can you be me or am I a fly

Standing in pee cause im in a high

Fondling bees tonguing my cheeks

Numb from the breeze sprung from the fleas

Hung from the beam, young and unseen

Druming a beat mumbling peace

Stumbling creep crumbling weak

fumbling tea, I think ill survive

Just let me be… Ill be… alright.